He Qing took the meal card and swiped the eight-yuan meal, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, she slowly walked to the last table by the window with the dinner plate.

"Thank you, Brother Shen." After He Qing took his seat, he said softly, "The meal card will be returned to you." ”

Han Yushen had already finished eating, he lowered his long eyelashes, glanced at the meal card in her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Keep it." ”

After speaking, he left, and a chubby boy followed his footsteps and teased, "Brother Shen, it's okay, when will you do it?" I didn't even say anything about my brother. ”

The boy who was called Brother Shen turned his gaze and looked at him, his warning eyes full of coldness.

The fat man immediately shut his mouth.

He Qing watched the two leave the cafeteria side by side, and his eyes returned to the meal card in his hand.

She didn't care about other people's talking eyes, at least she affirmed one thing, Han Yushen still remembered her.

Ye Youyou witnessed all this and shouted in disbelief, "How can the oil bottle know Han Yushen?" ”

Zhou Cheng retracted his gaze and didn't care much, "Eat quickly, time is running out." ”

After school that day, the cleaning classmates found He Qing's meal card in the trash can of the class.

Zhou Cheng missed a lot of homework due to sick leave, and the head teacher asked her to stay at school for one hour every day to make up for her last week's knowledge points.

Zhou Cheng was tired when she heard this, and finally stayed up until the end of the last day of tutoring, she hurriedly put on her schoolbag, put on her umbrella and said goodbye to the head teacher.

It was already dark outside, and she slowly walked out of the campus with an umbrella, and before she had gone far, she saw several boys standing under the platform with their shoulders hooked, looking like they were waiting for the bus.

Zhou Chengmian stopped without changing color and took out a coin.

Suddenly, someone glanced at the school uniform on her body and said with a smile: "Look, students from Chongyang High School." ”

"Oh, really." Another yellow-haired boy shouted lazily, "Hey, do you know Han Yushen?" ”

Zhou Cheng subconsciously pinched the handle of the umbrella, and the entire platform was dressed alone in a school uniform and a ponytail, which looked out of place compared to the gangsters standing on the side.

"Hey, talking to you, do you hear me?" The man shouted impatiently.

Zhou Cheng raised her head, not far away, a bus was slowly coming, and she quickly replied, "I don't know him." ”

The yellow fur frowned.

Someone immediately said: "Brother Huang, she must be lying." How many women's hearts did Han Yushen's face deceive? She must have liked that kid too, and she didn't want to admit it. ”

Zhou Cheng: "......"

These people are not good people at first glance, and she doesn't want to cause trouble.

When the bus came, Zhou Cheng couldn't wait to take a step forward, but she didn't know that the schoolbag behind her was jerked, she took several steps back one after another, and finally stood firm, surrounded by the gangsters. One of them smiled and said, "Master, let's go, let's not get on the bus." ”

Zhou Cheng was short and stood up in a panic, "I want to go!" ”

But these three words were blocked in a pair of rough palms, and the other party covered them so hard that she couldn't even breathe.

The bus closed the door and drove slowly towards the main road.

Zhou Cheng screamed twice.

Huang Mao saw the car go away and asked someone to let go of his hand.

For a while, Zhou Cheng only cared about breathing fresh air, and didn't notice that one of them had changed his face.

"He Qing?" Huang Mao's voice was full of surprise.

Not far away, He Qing ran to the platform in the rain, and when she heard someone shouting her name, she stopped and raised her head.

Met with Zhou Cheng's gaze.

Zhou Cheng swept He Qing's hair, a little shocked, but she quickly understood something, and her eyes became a little complicated.

"He Qing, why did you come to City C too?" Huang Mao's voice was unusually gentle, similar to his previous attitude, he walked to her side ecstatically, and at the same time noticed her hair, his face instantly darkened, "What's the matter with your hair?" Who got it? Outrageous! ”

He Qing looked away from Zhou Cheng's face, his jet-black hair was cut unevenly, and his originally good long hair became medium hair.

Such an ugly look is definitely not her own.

"It's none of your business." He Qing didn't want to pay attention to him, lowered his head and wanted to leave.

Zhou Cheng immediately shouted, "He Qing! I'm a friend of Ho Yo-yo, help me! ”

Huang Lei's face suddenly turned fierce when he heard this, and he said angrily: "What are you shouting, looking for a fight?" ”